"What are the symptoms?" Zheng Ren asked.

The pudgy boss turned around and coughed twice, then turned around with a bitter face and said, "didn't I catch a cold some time ago? I took medicine at home for a few days, but my cough was bad and didn't take it seriously. I got up early the day before yesterday to cough up phlegm and blood, and I was a little afraid."

"Why didn't you check it then?"

"I'm still afraid... What if you find out that there is lung cancer."

"Don't be bullshit. How big is the tumor of lung cancer with expectoration and blood?" Su Yun took the film and looked at it in the air. He sprayed the fat boss in his mouth, "it's all right. Don't worry."

"What other symptoms?" Zheng Ren asked with a smile.

"Er... And I have a runny nose. When I smoke my nose, I can always see blood."

"No headache or anything." Zheng Ren asked.

"No... boss Zheng and Brother Yun, if it weren't for lung cancer, I wouldn't be nasopharyngeal carcinoma." Asked the stout boss carefully.

Zheng Ren couldn't laugh or cry. "No, according to the symptoms you said, it's recommended to check a sinus CT. I guess there is inflammation in the sinus and a small problem."

Little problem, these three words not only did not make the short and fat boss happy and relieved, but made him more anxious.

Can you believe what the doctor said? They say it's a small problem. When they go to check, they don't necessarily find out much.

"Don't worry about it. It's not lung cancer. Just check the CT of the paranasal sinus. If there's a problem, deal with the problem, no problem, that's it." Su yundao.

Is that it? Zheng Ren doesn't think so in combination with the system panel.

"Brother Yun... Or..."

The stout boss begged carefully.

"Take you to check? You won't get nasopharyngeal carcinoma when I'm here?" Su Yun sprayed it without hesitation.

“……”

"I told you, I may not be able to live with you." Su Yun said, "it's great. It's so easy to die."

Zheng Ren smiled and said, "go and have a look. If we are here, he may be at ease."

In fact, Su Yun said that. When Zheng Ren spoke, he had put away the film and was ready to go to the 912 emergency room with the pudgy boss.

Zheng Ren called Xie Yiren and said to go to the hospital.

Along the way, the short and fat boss was worried about all kinds of anxiety. He resented the bleeding and was restless in his heart.

"I'll tell you, when I was at school, one morning my brother in the lower bunk sat on the bed and cried." Su Yun said with a smile.

"Ah? Why?" Asked the pudgy boss.

"He got up in the morning with bloody stool and red stool." Su Yun blew a breath, his black hair floating on his forehead, "he felt that he couldn't do it. The suicide notes were written and put aside, waiting to go to our teacher at dawn."

"Er..." the short and fat boss was stunned. Why is Brother Yun so unlucky. No, he meant to comfort himself.

The pudgy boss was tangled in his heart.

"At that time, we all thought it was rectal cancer or lower gastrointestinal tumor. Otherwise, we could get so much blood in one breath? Anyway, what he said was scary, and we were all confused."

"And then?"

"Later, the elder brothers took him to the hospital. Our teacher wore gloves and didn't even wipe the paraffin oil, so he burst his chrysanthemum. Later, he said it was all right and asked what he ate yesterday." Su Yun smiled, "last night he and his girlfriend ate red heart pitaya. After eating it, the defecation is red."

The pudgy boss seemed a little more at ease when he heard Su Yun say so.

"Brother Yun..."

"Brother Yun..."

He always has countless words to say, and finally he will talk about all kinds of cancer.

When he came to the emergency department, Zhou Litao gave him a sinus CT. Zheng Ren and Su Yun accompanied him for examination.

Sure enough, sinus CT showed a high-density shadow in his maxillary sinus.

"Fungal sinusitis?" Su Yun looked at the image on the machine and said to himself.

"It's estimated that it's all right. Just have a small operation." Zheng Ren smiled and said.

"Operation..." when the short and fat boss heard that he was going to have an operation, the whole man counseled directly.

"You can't do it." Zheng Ren said seriously: "people's sinuses are like houses one by one, and mold infection is like corrosive dust. You think, two or three of the more than a dozen rooms in this corridor are broken. Should we knock them off and repair them again, or should we take a vacuum cleaner to suck out the dust as soon as possible."

This explanation is still relatively easy to understand. The pudgy boss asked with a sad face, "boss Zheng, don't cut your brain with a chainsaw."

Speaking of this, Zheng Ren and Su Yun looked at each other and smiled bitterly. It's a new era. Minimally invasive surgery has gradually replaced the old surgery.

"What do you think? Even if you want to split your head, no one will split it for you." Su Yun's cynical smile couldn't be melted. "Just a simple endoscopic operation. Look at the film, your maxillary sinus is full of mold like tofu residue. If you don't suck it out, you really have to split your head."

"..." the stout boss hesitated.

"Seize the time to be hospitalized. How long did you take antibiotics?" Su Yun said impatiently: "flora imbalance has caused fungal maxillary sinusitis. Isn't this bullshit?"

"Alas." The pudgy boss was a little depressed and sighed, "Brother Yun, I usually have a little headache and take it for a few days. I took antibiotics for about 10 days for this cold."

"Just do it." Su Yun patted the pudgy boss on the shoulder. He was very hard and snapped, "do you know how powerful this time?"

"Why don't I go?"

"Look down on how we 912 are." Su Yun said contemptuously, "fart big surgery, hurry to be hospitalized. Your idea of changing the hospital is too bullshit. Do you still want to take the opportunity to wait two more days? I see a lot of such excuses."

Su Yun saw through the last reason. The pudgy boss had no choice but to follow him back to the emergency department.

Zhou Litao issued an emergency admission form. The pudgy boss said with a sad face that he would go back and have a good meal, and then come early tomorrow morning.

He looked like he was going to the Dharma court.

"Go ahead. Don't come to the hospital tomorrow. Don't see me if it's too heavy." Su Yun finally told me.

Watching the pudgy boss leave the emergency room, Zhou Litao asked, "it's hard to have maxillary sinusitis after eating antibiotics for more than ten days."

"Who knows, there may have been trauma before, or his wife hit him on the nose at home." Su Yun said with a smile.

"When I go home, I may still walk downstairs with sunspots." Zheng rengen didn't want to answer Su Yun's request to stay and chat with Zhou Litao, so he turned and left.

"What do you want to see in the hospital? It's nothing to see!" A voice came from the corridor.